Mom said,

You forgot Daddy’s knuckles, Daddy’s wrist, Daddy’s shoulder, the buckle of the strap in
the stroller, the rings of the Maya sling, the first three fingers of either hand…
oh, and boobs and T-O-O-O-E-S-s-s-s-s-s-s…

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I write. I knit. I kvetch. Lately, I’ve been endeavoring to undermine the patriarchy while simultaneously making a sweater. If I succeed, I will nominate myself for the Guinness Book of World Records and then throw a party.
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